Lowered the Heights

Yeah

Yeah

Could you turn up in my headphones a bit

Look

Just got off the phone with my **** back home

From a black home

Good **** to the **** that know

Like myself

He's been working at the bank

I'm tryna spike my wealth and go up

I'm tryna blow up, enlighten myself

Then I smoke up with my ****

Just to spite my health

Oh, I thought you don't smoke

And you don't sell coke?

Are you not still broke?

And you didn't just choke on a dick

Man we all got hopes to be rich, man shit

'Cause hoes love a rich man's dick

And we all love hoes

We all love pussy

What you do with the rent?

Spend it all on pussy

Not saying that it's wrong

Or I know that it's right

I'm just saying I'm a ****

And I know what it's like

When you tell your momma

That you're gonna move her off the block

'Cause you headed to the top

You just wished somebody lowered the heights

Yeah

Yeah

You just wished somebody lowered the heights

Yeah

Yeah

You just wished somebody lowered the heights

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Look, look

That is my **** too

How long you known him for?

Been out in L.A. like I don't know I'm poor

What you going home for?

Ain't nothing but troubled waters

We hate dead beats

But we fucking they troubled daughters

Look, I'm tryna write

But in the back of my mind

I'm thinking 'bout a girl I clapped

Whose skin is darker than mine

To be fair I finished on her ass

Not to be graphic but

It might've dripped to her clit

And if it did then shit

I should text her

Oh, she says she's on the pill

Think she's lying for a second

Sends a photo and I'm thrilled

I can chill

Aye!

Back to my ****

I should probably tell this story

In a rap to my ****

And call it stress of mind

About being left behind

I wonder if I'm next in line

For greatness

If my faith is in the man above

Does he hold my future raw

Or is his hands in gloves? My ****

Yeah

Aye, my ****

You just wished somebody lowered the heights